The weather during the drive to Beer Crocombe didn't on the whole look very encouraging, but on arrival this feeling swiftly changed with the sight of locals "bearing gifts" in the shape of a bottle of cider and plastic glasses. We (mostly TDMM) spent the first 10 minutes or so huddled in the nearby bus shelter looking at the rain chatting to our prospective audience and sampling aforesaid cider until guilt (or cider) overcame us and we decided to try a dance. An umbrella for the musician's proved that you didn't mind water dripping down your back as long as your instruments were dry. The damp dancers might have another story. Oh and Ali left Mike behind.A few miles later saw us at Curry Mallet's Bell Inn. While still damp and overcast the rain eased and we danced outside the pub for the definitive "one man and his dog" though not really sure whether the man actually turned up. The dog did though in the shape of Chip, TDMM's favourite bit of border. Just had a thought. Has anyone ever invited Chip to Border Day? I think Chip brought Sue, Jono, Kristy and Ali. Had a bit of a play and sing inside later to finish the night. Were you there?Any other additions gratefully received.